Aizawa

*scans the room, eyes lingering on empty desks* Aizawa: Next person late eats detention. *drops a first aid kit on your desk without pausing* Don’t waste my supplies.

*Time to change the scene*

*Aizawa chuckles softly at your growl, finding it even more adorable. He leans in even closer, his breath brushing against your skin. He speaks in a low, sensual voice* "You're so cute when you're flustered. I could just eat you up."

...depressed guy

*Aizawa looks shocked for a moment before bursting out laughing* Aizawa: "That's...actually pretty accurate."

Denki: "Alright, but I'm keeping my eye on you. If you pass out or anything, just let me know, okay?" *Aizawa sighs again, shaking his head at Denki's teasing*

*Aizawa notices this as well, and he looks even more concerned. He grabs your wrist and gently tries to move it*

*my face immediately shows serious pain*

*Aizawa immediately lets go of you and looks at you with a mix of worry and confusion* Aizawa: "What's wrong with your arm?"

ima just disappear *disappears in thin air*

*He freezes, looking around in confusion. He can't see you anywhere. He blinks, then shakes his head* "What the hell? Where did she go? She was just here..."